MineCraftDiaries One~Shots

-+Is He The Same?+- Travis x Reader Pt. 1

Hey, hey, hey.
Still have yet to actually watch Aphmau. But on another note, I decided to watch season two of Miraculous Ladybug, I may make a book on that and can I just say- lUKA IS JUST.. 👌 Lol, and I decided to watch Tokyo Ghoul.
Anywho,
This takes place in Phoenix Drop high season 2
Enjoy
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During the summer, you watched as your "best friend" changed drastically. He went from the adorably shy emerald eyes boy, to the confident guy with that one smirk that can kill. You won't deny, it's kinda hot how dominant he is now, but it was all so sudden.

Travis decided that he was going to take you out for a walk, so here you are, sitting on his bed while he's standing in front of his dresser, staring into the mirror while brushing his silvery hair. Your eyes trailed from the back of his head to the clothes he wears now. He isn't as skinny anymore, he's more strong and it's not hard to tell. He now wears button up shirts with an undershirt, (but of course, doesn't button up said shirt), completely abandoning the sweaters he used to wear. He put the brush down and (half surpringly) pulled out some hair gel and you know what happens now.

You muffled a sigh and looked away from him. You wouldn't mind if Travis became more confident and dominant. It'll be quite attractive, but with how quickly he changed? In the snap of a finger? This isn't the Travis you grew up with. The Travis you grew up with was always shy, timid, and just a ball of anxiety. You were his comfort zone, or how he'd like to say it.

"His home".

But upon meeting Dante, he said a few things to him, one of the things that severally hurt you and your relationship was; "you don't just stay with one girl, you have fun, you're young, have fun, mess around." Travis hesitated, but complied and then said; "she's.. she's just my best friend".

Oh, that caused such an argument.

(I will make a prequel; it being about this, so don't worry, lol)

"What's wrong?" He suddenly asked, snapping you out of your thoughts. You looked over to him, almost disappointed that he was still staring in the mirror. His tone though.. it wasn't the sweet one, it was more firm and hard than sweet and kind. You shrugged it off. "What do you mean?" You asked, almost matching his own tone. "You sighed."

"I sigh all the time."

Surprisingly, he stopped what he was doing and looked over his shoulder to look at you. On other circumstances, him with half gelled hair would've looked hot, but it would've been so uncharacteristic. Even now. "(Y/N)-"

"Just hurry up.." you cut him off and looked down to your hands. This time, he sighed. He walked over to the open door leading to his bathroom and you heard the sink being turned on. A minute or two later he came out with wet and ungelled hair then sat next to you on the bed, waiting. "What are you-"

"What's wrong?"

The look in his eyes made you want to go home. You saying that, could potentially end everything between the two of you. Whatever is going on between the two of you. The both of you considered each other to be your homes, since you felt so.. at ease, so safe, loved. "Didn't get enough sleep last night, so I'm a bit irritable." You said, only getting a narrowed look from Travis. Two minutes later, he sighed and stood up. "Let's go," he mumbled, grabbing his phone on the nightstand.

"Not gonna gel your hair?" You asked, standing up from the bed and he only gave you a small glance before looking away. "No.." he mumbled and walked out of the room, leaving you alone. You stared at his nightstand, feeling the distance between you two grow, ripping your heart in the process of everything. You thought back to when the two of you were practically inseparable, when you two were going on your first date, almost three years ago.

----Flashback----

You watched with a small amused smile as Travis began struggling with his sweater. He wanted to wear a different colored sweater, deciding he didn't like the peach, but his head got "stuck" in the process and he's currently freaking out a bit. "Travis, just take a deep breath, and take it off slowly." You said, and he immediately stopped moving around. You heard a faint inhale, and an exhale following suit. Then he popped his head out of the sweater, his hair was all over the place getting a small giggle from you.

"Th-.. I felt like I was dying.." he mumbled, tossing the sweater into his bin. You stood up and walked over to Travis, who stood in a tank top. The two of you were close in height, but he was taller by a few inches. "You just need to relax, do what I tell you all the time." He nodded slowly, and then inhaled and exhaled. Travis gave a small groan and leaned forward, putting his head on your shoulder. "You're.. you're too good for me.. you deserve better."

You responded by moving your free arm and places your hand on his back and rubbed it comfortingly. "Oh, Travis, don't say that. You're perfect." You heard him give a small noise, most likely out of embarrassment since the tip of his ears were a bright red. Travis lifted his head up and met your eyes. He moved his hands up to your cheeks and gently cupped them.

"um.." his emerald green eyes softened and had the faintest tint of lust in them, but mainly love. "Can I, uh.." the words struggled to get out of his throat. He moved his gaze away, looking at other things out of embarrassment. "Travis." He looked back over to you and you only gave a small smile and a nod which made him purse his lips.

Slowly and hesitantly, he bent down the few inches of difference between the both of you, in the next second, he pressed his lips against yours. It was sweet, but long, not that either of you were complaining.

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The both of you were twelve then, you're fifteen now. You took a somewhat shaky breath and held out the sigh. In the next second, arms wrapped around your waist, but he didn't say anything, he just dug his face in the crook of your neck. You just kept your gaze on that picture on the nightstand, ignoring the burning in your eyes.

You should always respect your partner, even if they want to change some things about them, right?

You peeked at him from the corner of your eye, your anxiety not helping the situation at hand. Only one question remains now..

Is he the same as he was before?
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Oof. Well, that's done lol.
Sorry that it sucks. There will be a part two and a prequel.

Anyways, if you liked this PUNCH THAT VOTE BUTTON, IN THE FACE. LIKE A BOSS. AND AS ALWAYS I'LL SEE YOU, IN THE NEXT THING I POST.

BUH-BYE

Oh my God it's been soooo long since I've done that, lol, feels kinda weird.